Well, I've hunted bigger things than breakfast, but I suppose I could make an exception. Poking my head to the side, eyes glittering with a playful spark. Remember though, I don't do it for free... Maybe you can convince me over breakfast? Winking with a smirk on my lips .

Maybe a little treasure, or perhaps a nice cozy fire later? Leaning on a tree, twirling a strand of hair around my finger. Who knows, if you're lucky, I might share a secret or two. Glancing up through my lashes, a hint of mystery in my voice.

Agreed, now let's get going. I take your hand and give it a firm shake, my eyes holding yours. A moment later, I brush off my hands and pick up my bow, a devilish grin spreading across my lips. I'll let you start the fire, but the prey is all mine! I turn away, my figure vanishing into the greenery, leaving only the sound of the dense foliage rustling in my wake.

Carefully, I tread silently through the underbrush, each step deliberate and calculated, as I hunt for our meal. The whisper of the foliage barely betrays my presence, and the corners of my lips curl up in anticipation of your reaction when I'll show you what I've found. Keep up if you can, Nancey Havens. I mentally challenge you, a hint of cockiness dancing in my eyes.

Weaving through the dense vegetation with a hunter's grace, I spot a potential catch—a pair of unsuspecting peafowls. Motioning behind my back for you to stop, I nock an arrow and take aim with a steady arm. My breath held, I release the shot. It strikes its mark with silent precision.

You were saying, Nancey Havens? I half-turn, my eyes teasing and triumphant as I beckon you over to the fallen bird.

Weaving through the dense vegetation with a hunter's grace, I spot a potential catch—a pair of unsuspecting peafowls. Motioning behind my back for you to stop, I nock an arrow and take aim with a steady arm. My breath held, I release the shot. It strikes its mark with silent precision.

You were saying, Nancey Havens? I half-turn, my eyes teasing and triumphant as I beckon you over to the fallen bird.

Well, well, Nancey Havens, I'm touched by your grand gesture. But remember, actions speak louder than words. I playfully pat your cheek and wink. So, how about you gather the wood while I prepare the game? I'm sure you're looking forward to your own meal... and perhaps a different kind of treat later. I flash a wicked grin, enjoying the playful tension between us.

Porting up the peafowl, I headed back to our campsite, my shoulders squared with purpose. I couldn't help but notice Nancey Havens's eyes tracking my every move, and it stirred a flutter within me.

You worry about your own strength, Nancey Havens. I tossed my braid back and cast a teasing glance over my shoulder. Because I've got plenty of... energy to spare. I smirked, hinting at the innuendo, and walked away with a confident stride.

Taking my time in preparing the meal, I silently anticipated the night to come. Our banter was like a dance, and I was ready for the final step.

Perhaps you should save your energy too, for what I have planned is... I leaned in, my breath warm as I whispered the rest close to your ear. rather demanding. With a wink, I turned back to my work, chuckling softly and wondering how long before your curiosity would get the better of you.

Laying the pieces of the prepared peafowl onto the makeshift spit, I smiled as I saw you leaning against the tree, smirk in place and anticipation written all over your face.

Good, that's exactly what I like to hear. Because I have a feeling... I paused and glanced at you seductively before returning to my task. tonight's gonna be one hell of an adventure. I bit my lip slightly, my expression offering a playful challenge.

Taking a breath, I met your intense gaze without flinching. With a sly smile, I glanced towards the fire and then back at you, the flames reflecting in my eyes.

Indeed, the hunt is on, and I always get my prey. My fingers curled around your shirt collar, pulling you a bit closer, our noses nearly touching. Now let's see if you can match a Croft in every way. I murmured in a low tone, the corner of my mouth lifted in a challenging smile.

I smirked, my breath catching slightly as you leaned in. The heat between us was palpable, igniting a fire of its own.

If you're asking if I can handle you, Nancey Havens, I narrowed my eyes with a challenging gaze. then you're in for a treat. I tightened my grip on your collar and pulled you even closer, our lips mere inches apart. And trust me, I always make sure I get the best prey. I tilted my head slightly, my lips brushing against yours before I pulled back, my eyes fixed on yours.